Chrilani

Chapter Eleven

Kehlani Pov
Chris threw some of the clothes that were sitting on the floor in the hamper.
"Do you ever clean your house?" I asked. Chris looked at me and smiled.
"Only when beautiful girls come over. So only once in a while. I'm just cleaning up now cuz my momma coming later." He said. I opened my mouth ajar and threw a shirt at him.
"Im playing." He said. "you're pretty enough." He mumbled. I ran up to him and hit him.
"I was playing." I said mocking him as he turned around with a smirk on his face. He picked me up and walked over to the bed. All while tickling me.
"Stop Chris." I screeched. He kept tickling me until someone walked into the room. Chris looked over at the person and rolled his eyes rolling off of me. I sat up and looked at the person. She was pretty. She kinda like Chris.
"Boy, I ain't know you had company." She said.
"How'd you get in my house?" Chris asked.
"Well I know that Mijo had a key so I asked him to come open the door."
"I was avoiding you for a reason Lytrell." Chris said. I scrunched my eyebrows and looked at him.
"Whos this beautiful woman?" Lytrell asked.
"Ly, this is Kehlani. My girlfriend." Chris said. I looked at him stunned. "Kehlani. This is Lytrell, my sister."
I was still shocked about him calling me his girlfriend. I mean, I know we having a kid and all and we went on a date. But one date. He looked over at me.
"What's the matter?" He asked.
"You called me your girlfriend." He smiled.
"Yeah, I guess that's out if habit." He said cheesing.
"OK, getting back to me." Lytrell said. "You were supposed to come pick up your nephew and did you do it? No. Chris I needed you to do that."
"I forgot. I had some things I had to take care of. I'm sorry." He said rubbing his neck.
"Yeah. Whatever. Nice meeting Ke-" she looked at me confused.
"Kehlani. Nice meeting you too." I said. She walked out the room. Chris looked at me.
"Sorry bout that. Shes crazy." He said.
"Ain't no need to be sorry.".I admitted. "if anything, I should apologize for having a crazy ass best friend." I said.
He laughed and nodded. "you know she was the one who burned that shit the other day." I looked over at him.
"I believe you." I said laughing. "That bitch can't even make ramen noodles in the fucking neighborhood." I said remembering that said day in the 8th grade when she failed making noodles for her sick brother. Chris starts dying laughing.
"What the fuck she do, put the noodles in the microwave for 15 minutes?" He asked with a huge smirk on his face. I looked over at him with the most serious face I could give and he started laughing harder.
"Nigga, something wrong with her little Japanese ass." He said in-between breaths. I laughed.
"Yeah. You're telling me. There's more stories where that comes from." I admitted. Chris rolled in the floor still laughing as Jhene walked in. Chris looked at her still laughing. He looked over at ne. I realized he had tears in his eyes.
"Y'all bitches were talking bout me?" She asked. Chris nodded while still laughing. I smiled and walked over to her.
"Yes. Only a little bit." Chris said still laughing. Jhene gave me the evil eye and plopped onto the bed.
"Uh, what can I help you with?" I asked Jhene.
"Well, there was a woman downstairs asking for you Chris." She said. Chris looked up at her not laughing anymore.
"What she look like?" Chris asked. Jhene shrugged.
"She looked ratchet." Jhene said. Chris sighed and rubbed his head.
"Ericka black ass." Chris said. He stood up and kissed me.
He ran downstairs and i ran after him.
He looked out the window and sighed. He opened the door and there stood Ericka. She smiled and handed Chris a stick.
"Nigga you a daddy." She said.
Chris looked down at the stick and sighed. "Um, Ericka, I been a daddy. I have a daughter and a girl that who calls-- nevermind all that. This don't mean shit. All this is saying is that you have a stick that says someone is pregnant." Chris said.
"Oh but when that bitch says she pregnant you believe her." She said getting loud and pointing at me.
"Nigga, she ain't tell me. I felt that shit. I knew she was pregnant before she told me. Because i nutted in her. I would never do that shit to ya ghetto ass." Chris shouted. Jhene cleared her throat. He looked back at me.
"You what?" I asked. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Look, I wanted another kid."
"Get out." I said as a tear fell down my cheek.
"But I meant-"
"Get out of my house."

So here's another update. Since people are at school and what not, I decided, im giving y'all 4 updates today because I have been negligent. So here's one.
Sidenote, I'm angry. My dogs made me.break my headphones messing with them. And I'm wearing old glasses because them niggas wanted to chew on them.